i guess the newest batch of oil i made was more sativa cerebral.i wonder what it would be like to be jack, and this the miles high beanstalk?climbing this w/ crampons like it were a mountainous glacier or rockish out cropping.the beautiful contrasts in pistil hues,the icy irridescence of the stalks at attention.even if one didn't partake,who could deny natures prowess and splendor?
